A prohet amongst all was a decision. <br />If you are fearfull, let the muses guide me. <br />Through the forest. <br /> <br />The sun will heed my cry. <br />Further on than the end. <br />Than the stars. <br /> <br />Shared peace, reproduced desires to dream, <br />Evolved into drowzy, fantasy, of having your love.<br /><br />Vincent Silvertop<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/being-18/
